Lin Li's Wedding

"It's fine," Lin Chang said, pursing his lips.

Lin Qingwan knew why her father had become like this and comforted him, "Dad, don’t be too upset. Even though the company has faced setbacks recently, we still have a trump card, don’t we?"

"We’re developing 'King’s Pesticide,' aren’t we? Once this game is released, it’s bound to become a phenomenon, bringing in billions in annual revenue."

Lin Qingwan had been involved in the entire process of stealing the game from Lin Xuan’s Starlight Group.

She knew the game they were developing actually belonged to Lin Xuan’s company—they had stolen it.

In the past, Lin Qingwan had hoped to force Lin Xuan back into the Lin family by crushing his company.

But now, she had given up on that hope entirely.

Yet, while Lin Xuan’s company thrived, Starlight Group was constantly struggling, and her father often worried over the company’s troubles.

Lin Qingwan couldn’t help but side with Starlight Group.

"By the way, Dad, Little Li is marrying Feng Yaya, the heiress of Feng Corporation, the day after tomorrow. With Feng Corporation’s substantial financial resources, they’ll surely provide significant support to our company."

Hearing Lin Qingwan’s words of reassurance, hope reignited in Lin Chang’s eyes.

"You’re right, Wan’er. The company is far from being at a dead end. So what if Lin Xuan has overshadowed us with a few TV shows and a movie?"

"We still have the game."

Lin Chang thought of that game again.

It was breathtaking.

It would undoubtedly bring Starlight Group massive profits.

Lin Xuan was developing the exact same game.

Hah.

By then, all of Lin Xuan’s efforts over the past few months would go down the drain.

Lin Chang couldn’t help but imagine the look on Lin Xuan’s face.

The temple abbot had been right—Lin Xuan was a curse, while Little Li was the true blessing.

Lin Xuan had started a company to ruin Starlight Group, while Little Li, with his competence, was the perfect successor.

Now, he had even won the heart of Feng Corporation’s heiress.

Once Lin Chang stepped down, handing the company to Little Li would ensure its prosperity.

"Let’s not dwell on this. We should focus on preparing for Little Li’s wedding."

This wedding could not afford any mishaps.

Little Li had to marry Feng Yaya.

"Oh, Dad," Lin Qingwan frowned. "Should we send an invitation to Xiao Xuan?"

"Send it! Why wouldn’t we?" Lin Chang sneered. "Let him see what kind of wealthy heiress the son who stayed in the Lin family can marry, while he can only rely on being kept by an older woman."

This was the only way he could make Lin Xuan feel humiliated.

He wouldn’t let this opportunity slip.

An older woman?

Lin Qingwan frowned.

Her mind flashed to the stunning figure of Su Hua.

True, the woman was a few years older than Xiao Xuan, but by no means could she be called an "older woman."

"Dad," Lin Qingwan nodded. "I’ll make sure the invitation reaches Xiao Xuan."

Since she didn’t know Lin Xuan’s address, Lin Qingwan had her secretary deliver the invitation to Lei Hui.

"Lin Li and Feng Yaya’s wedding?"

Lei Hui stared at the invitation, his brow furrowed.

This was the wedding of the Lin family’s adopted son. His boss wasn’t one for social gatherings, and he had already cut ties with the Lin family—surely he wouldn’t attend Lin Li’s wedding.

Still, Lei Hui called Lin Xuan to inform him.

"Boss, the Lin family just sent an invitation for Lin Li’s wedding. Will you be going?"

"Of course I’m going," Lin Xuan replied coldly. "And I’ll be giving them a grand gift."

Butler Wang, overhearing this, couldn’t resist stepping closer, his eyes gleaming with curiosity.

Attending Lin Li’s wedding and presenting a "grand gift"?

That gift was definitely not going to be anything good.

Lei Hui was stunned.

His boss was actually planning to attend Lin Li’s wedding.

Lei Hui had been too busy with the game’s development to keep up with gossip, but he nodded. "Understood, Boss. I’ll have someone deliver the invitation to you."

"Mm."

As soon as Lin Xuan hung up, he noticed Butler Wang’s eager expression.

"What is it, Butler?" Lin Xuan asked, frowning.

"Well, Young Master Lin," Butler Wang cleared his throat. "You’re really going to Lin Li’s wedding?"

"Yes," Lin Xuan confirmed. "Why?"

"Young Master Lin, I’ve been quite bored at home with nothing to do. How about taking me along?" Butler Wang asked with a grin.

He wasn’t usually one for gossip.

But this was a spectacle orchestrated by Young Master Lin—it was bound to be extraordinary.

How could he, an old man, miss such a show?

"Fine," Lin Xuan agreed. "You can come with me."

"Wonderful!"

Butler Wang beamed with delight.

Finally, he’d get to witness some excitement again.

Lin Xuan shook his head at the butler’s expression.

The Chinese and their love for drama—it was truly innate.

Meanwhile, Lin Qingwan and Lin Chang visited the wedding venue to finalize arrangements with the hotel manager.

Lin Li, on the other hand, was trying on wedding attire with his bride-to-be, Feng Yaya.

"Miss, how does this look?" the sales assistant asked with a polite smile.

"It’s absolutely stunning!" another assistant gushed. "Just look at the diamonds on this dress—so dazzling! Miss, once you walk down the aisle in this, you’ll be the star of the show!"

Lin Li smirked inwardly.

This 160-pound pig, the star of the show?

What a joke.

If not for the scandal at his birthday party involving Shen Qianqian, which had ruined his reputation, he would never have settled for this whale.

Of course, he was after her family’s wealth.

And given his… condition, Feng Yaya was easier to control—he didn’t have to worry about her exposing him.

Feng Yaya, flattered by the assistants’ praise, floated on cloud nine. She slipped into the wedding gown and latched onto Lin Li’s arm.

"Ah Li, do I look pretty?" she asked coyly.

"Mm," Lin Li suppressed his disgust and forced a smile, ruffling her hair. "My Yaya looks beautiful in anything, let alone a wedding dress like this."

Feng Yaya blushed and lowered her head.

She was so lucky to have such a wonderful fiancé.

Back when she was abroad, bullied and mocked for her weight, Lin Li had been the only one to stand up for her.

That was when she fell for him.

Truly, he was a man worth entrusting her life to.

In two days, she would become his bride.

Feng Yaya’s face radiated bliss.

"Yaya, I think this is the one. You look perfect in it," Lin Li said.

The Feng family had ordered multiple dresses, but Lin Li couldn’t be bothered to accompany Feng Yaya through more fittings. He convinced her to settle for this one.

"Alright, let's go with this one then." Feng Yaya nodded.

"Ah Li," Feng Yaya said sweetly, "Dad wants you to come over to our place. Let’s go have dinner together."

"Yaya," Lin Li replied gently, "I’m busy right now. How about another day, hm?"

"Okay," Feng Yaya agreed.

Lin Li returned to the Lin household.

All of his sisters were there.

Lin Qingwan reminded them with concern, "Little Xuan will be attending the wedding tomorrow. I hope you’ll all treat him kindly. He’s suffered too much in our family, and I want this wedding to leave a good impression on him."

Lin Qingyan nodded. "Alright, Eldest Sister, I will."

Their family truly owed Lin Xuan far too much.

Lin Qingxiu, touching up her makeup with a compact mirror, pursed her lips and said impatiently, "Yeah, yeah, I get it. You’ve said it a million times already, Eldest Sister. So annoying."

If Lin Xuan didn’t go out of his way to cause trouble, she wouldn’t even bother with him.

Hearing Lin Qingwan’s words, Lin Li’s heart skipped a beat.

"Eldest Sister, did you just say… Brother is coming to my wedding?"

"Yes," Lin Qingwan confirmed. "Dad had me deliver the invitation to him. But given the state of our relationship, he might not show up."

Lin Li’s face gradually paled.

Something told him that if Lin Xuan came to the wedding, nothing good would come of it.

Would Lin Xuan…?

No. That couldn’t be.

Lin Xuan’s phone was still in his possession, and those photos had already been deleted.